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Nottingham Labour’s wheelie bin tax

Today was budget day – there are 101 stories I could write, including how every Labour councillor voted to close Beechdale Library, but the one bit I had a bit of fun with today was Labour’s intention to introduce a charge for replacement wheelie bins.

If you are unfortunate enough to lose your wheelie bin in the next financial year, there will be a charge for a new one. At the moment, the first one you lose is free, but the council charge you if you lose any more than that. But as we all know, there are 50 ways to lose your wheelie bin. And we know a song about that, don’t we, boys and girls?

I had asked on twitter if anyone could help me out filling in the rest of the song. My example of a way to lose a wheelie bin was… arson attack, Jack.

My friends on Twitter came up with the following:

  • Ripped off the lid, Sid,
  • Flood swept it away, Fay
  • Rolled down the street, Pete

And tossing the idea around in group we also tried

  • It’s just knackered, Saghir Akhtar

… which doesn’t really work but got the biggest laugh.

That’s all a bit of fun, but the main idea here – that Labour will charge for replacement bins – is still a bad idea.  There are many ways you can lose you bin, including theft and arson, so many of the people who will end up paying the charge will themselves be the victims of crime who are penalised again by the Council.

One of the things that irks me most is that one of the standard dances in the budget speech is that the Tories propose a charge for the collection of bulky waste, and the Labour group knock it down saying that if you charge for what is currently free, you will force innocent householders to become fly-tippers overnight. In fact, the City Council currently has some interesting pilots to see if there are even better ways of dealing with bulky waste than the free collections – for example there’s a pilot in Aspley where there’s a weekly bulky collection instead of an on-demand service.

Labour didn’t seem to see that the same argument with bulky waste will probably apply to wheelie bins: if you charge, there will be more fly-tipping.

They’re also looking at some unhelpful ideas like not charging benefit claimants, or maybe not charging people with crime numbers.  That will have some unhelpful consequences: recorded crime would rise in the second instance, in the first, the Council might even create a black market scheme where people in work steal the bins of benefit claimants, because they can get a free one when the workers can’t.

All in all, a crazy scheme that should just be, erm, binned.

I’m on a diet

This is a decidedly odd post to write as a follow up to one about chocolate mousse, but I am currently dieting.

A good number of reasons have prompted me to do this. Only one is the upcoming nuptials – amongst the many others are how many of my close colleagues and internet acquaintances have recently been diagnosed with cardiovascular disease like diabetes and heart attacks. Another is that my clothes don’t fit, and if I get any bigger, I’ll have to leave the high street behind. Yet another was a recent internet chat with friends across the planet. I was kvetching about being overweight and heading for early death and there being little I could do about it – only to discover the two svelte hunks with web cameras have both been heavier than me in the past and both lost the weight.

I kid myself that it doesn’t show too badly. There are many people my weight who look a lot worse, I think anyway. My last, pre-diet weigh-in tipped the scales at 16 stone 1lb, which made my BMI a scary 33 or so. I’m aiming for 12 stone at the least, hopefully even down to 11. That’s going to take months.

For a kick start, I have chosen Diet Chef, a method with pros and cons.

Advantages of Diet Chef

You go on the internet, plug in your height, sex and weight, and they recommend a nutrition plan. You plug in your credit card and within a few days, huge cardboard boxes they laughably call “hampers” arrive, containing almost all the food you are supposed to eat.

Breakfast is porridge or granola, in a variety of different flavours.

Lunch is a soup in a pouch.

Dinner is a casserole, stew or curry, also in a pouch.

In addition, you also get a snack – either a low calorie sawdust bar or a pack of two oat cakes, in an assortment of flavours. There is also a daily milkshake.

The cereal, soup, shake, snack and stew between them average out at 1500 calories per day. You’re supposed to add one piece of fruit and veg a day too, as well as half a pint of semi-skimmed milk. Since I’m a man, and since I have so much weight to shed, I’m allowed an additional 300 calories a day to make it up to 1800. The booklet you get makes suggestions like rice, pasta, slices of bread and additional veggies, but I have on occasion resorted to making it up with 6 rich tea biscuits.

It’s basically a slop-based diet. It is however, pretty tasty slop. The soups are mostly excellent (Thai Chicken was horrible, however). The evening casseroles are also on average pretty good, although not as good as the soups.

Tomorrow's misery pouches

The main advantage is not having to think too hard. At meal times, you wander into the conservatory and sift through the boxes, make a choice, bung it in the microwave for two minutes, and eat it. If you know you’re going to be out over lunchtime, put a pouch, a shake, a snack and an apple in your bag, and that will more or less keep you going through the day.

It fits very well into my chaotic lifestyle.

You get a lot of choice – when you’re deciding what goes in your “hamper” you can choose from a fair variety of soups and meals. The shakes, snacks and breakfasts are more limited, but there’s nearly a month’s worth of different evening meals.

They suggest you give up caffeine. Out of my cold, dead hands, DietChef!

I’ve made almost all of my own bread this year – I have to cook and eat less bread while I’m doing the diet.

Disadvantages of Diet Chef

It’s not exactly sustainable – once I finish, after months of microwave ready meals, I will just have to go back to the ordinary eating that got me fat in the first place, without having learned a whole new set of eating habits.

It’s not exactly cheap – the cheapest deal is 35 days’ food for over £200, and on top of that you need to buy fruit, veg and milk. Even with my extravagant supermarket and alcohol habits, I don’t think I was spending that much on just my food. If we both go on the diet – P has less to lose than me – it will really hit us in the wallet.

You could easily make up most of the food yourself – the cereals in particular, and also the low-cal veg-based soups either from scratch or from tins or packets. The evening meals would be a bit trickier. That would require thinking, though, and the main benefit of DietChef is not having to do that too much.

Until the diet, milkshakes were not really something that featured in my food habits. Each milkshake is 300 calories – but also a lot of vitamin supplements. I am fast learning that 300 calories is easily found and wondering if there are better ways to do it – order the 1200 calorie version without the milkshakes and have 600 calories a day for free choice. Again, more thought needed.

Slop based food has meant lots of stains on clothing. Must eat more carefully.

Early successes

In my first 10 days on the diet, I have lost 7lbs, which is far better than I dared hope. Oodles of caveats for that: I know the first week of any diet almost always sees a higher loss than can subsequently be sustained. I didn’t use the same scales (not sure we own scales – I’ve been using Boots’ “healthy weight” machine – in different branches of Boots).

But to get there, I have not been too rigorous about the diet. I’ve had more than one portion of fruit and veg – although tapering off from 5 on the first few days. I had a day off when we went to London to see a show and get a meal. I might be able to get to a microwave at work, but there isn’t much chance of that on a train.

I’ve been jokingly referring to the food as “misery pouches” – in fact it’s not miserable. Most of it is tasty. It’s reasonably filling – although I do want to snack as much as I did before. There are long periods of the day when I am thinking about food.

The first week success has persuaded me to keep going, and I have signed up for two more whole months of this. Wish me luck. If you hear no more on this, assume I’m still fat.


Pudding Club: chocolate mousse

Previously on Pudding Club: Pear and Ginger cake / Chocolate/Chestnut torte / Beef Wellington canapés / Crème renversée au caramel

Chocolate mousse for me has a number of associations. My short-term Swiss boyfriend / sugar-daddy when I lived in Paris1 once told me that it is the only dessert that it is acceptable to eat with a spoon – all other desserts, protocol insists, should be eaten with a pastry fork. That’s a little dogmatic.

Scroll forward to 2005, and the Cheadle by-election, where we had a group of us living in a holiday let whilst working hard to get Mark Hunter elected. For a couple of nights we took it in turn to cook and we went to various degrees of OTT when it came to the meals, complicated by dietary requirements that included a veggie who ate fish, and a lactose intolerant. Chocolate mousse was someone else’s recipe that impressed everyone, including me, but she modestly explained it wasn’t difficult, and at the time, no-one quite believed her. Particularly since, in a holiday let, we only had fairly basic cooking kit, including no electric whisk.

Chocolate mousse also features regularly on Come Dine With Me in various exciting forms, including combinations of mousse – white, dark, coffee – and with various different accompaniments.

So all of this was a little in my mind when I tried to make chocolate mousse as one of the puds during our February Scottish holiday.

And it went fine, and was ridiculously easy, even with only a manual whisk. For two, chocolate mousse was most of a 200 gram bar of chocolate and two eggs. Melt the chocolate. Separate the eggs. Add the yolks to the melted chocolate, ensuring it’s not hot enough to cook them. Beat the whites until you get stiff peaks, and combine with the chocolate mix. Pour into serving vessels and chill.

For the finishing touch, I melted some white chocolate and laced it onto the top of the mousse:

Chocolate mousse

So with this triumph fresh in my mind, I resolved to make chocolate mousse for the next outing of Pudding Club. And with that decision made, when we were touring a flea market in Callander the following day, I picked up a rather kitsch set of espresso cups, rather more with desserts in mind than actual espresso.

When it came to making mousse for four, I upped the numbers to 4 eggs, and 400 grams of chocolate, using a mix of dark and milk chocolate for the mousse. The white chocolate drizzle plan did not come to fruition – it transpires if you buy expensive white chocolate instead of the cheap stuff, it’s very hard to get it to the right consistency.

Chocolate mousse

  1. that’s quite a little fact to drop into conversation, n’est-ce pas? []

Nottingham Crown Court open day – 13 March

Haven’t ever managed to get to one of these open days, but they always sound interesting.
– Taken at 6:50 PM on March 05, 2010 – uploaded by ShoZu

“Notts loves learning” – have a go at bellringing this weekend at Daybrook church.

- Taken at 1:08 PM on February 09, 2010 – uploaded by ShoZu

Pudding Club: Pear and Ginger Cake

Previously on Pudding Club: Chocolate/Chestnut torte / Beef Wellington canapés / Crème renversée au caramel

Tonight’s recipe was found here on the BBC / Good Food site after searching for a Come Dine with Me recipe I couldn’t find again. The CDWM version involved making a paste of butter and sugar, spreading it on foil, lining the foil with tinned pears and putting a ginger cake on top. The paste caramelizes and the pears sink into the ginger. I couldn’t quite find that, and didn’t quite want to improvise, so used the recipe instead.

Here are some thoughts: the instruction “core the pears but leave the stems on” – easily said, not so easily done. I stopped trying after a while and cooked them with the cores in. The recipe seems extremely fluid, so don’t know how it will come out. It also gets you to add liquid ingredients to dry ones, which means I couldn’t mix the flour in too well and ended up with loads of white speckles at the top. I couldn’t get the pears to stay standing up, either, so ended up with them on their sides. And because it was so liquid, all the crystalized ginger sank to the bottom.

So, we’ll have to see how it goes.

I’m not supposed to cook at night when the household is supposed to sleep. It’s pretty antisocial after all. The noise wakes the light sleepers – especially the cats – and the tantalising cooking aromas permeate dreams so that P wakes up salivating and with acid indigestion. But… sometimes I’m much more awake at 4am than I ever am at 8, when the household is properly waking up.

Trying to cook quietly is like that old comedy sketch of the drunk guy trying to get into his house without waking everyone up. Every silent moment turns into a cacophony of sound. Getting baking trays out of piles, saucepans out of stacks, opening crinkly cellophane wrappers. Even the fan on the oven – how much noise does it really make – is it audible upstairs? I try closing the kitchen door, but at the moment, it squeaks. Must grease that at some point. Ginger cake smells are indeed wafting up the stairs. Thus far, I have not heard angry footsteps… I think I may have gotten away with it.

8/10 for hiding




8/10 for hiding

Originally uploaded by nilexuk.

- Taken at 12:20 AM on February 06, 2010 – uploaded by ShoZu

Personal productivity – printed diary sheets #lazyweb

Can anyone help with with a query?

One of the great features of the late lamented Sandy, the online PA, was that she produced a daily sheet which had all your diary entries, a bunch of your to-dos, along with a peppy repeat of your current goal. It looked good, it had loads of handy things in one place – and it even had a space for handwritten notes that could be typed up once you got home.

Since Sandy was killed off, I’ve not found anything quite so good.

I’m trying to use RememberTheMilk for to-dos, and as ever I have my diary on my Nokia N95, synched with Windows Calendar at home, and synched over the air with Google Calendar using GooSync.

If anyone knows a way of kludging those together to get greater synergies, I’d love to know.

Footnote:

I’ve been meaning for a while to write up some of my struggles about getting better organised. I’ve had a bit of a go at Getting Things Done, but not really done it properly, so have ended up in a rather chaotic mix of things being undone. At one point, I tried to read Do It Tomorrow, but never quite got around to it.

Which speaks volumes about me and personal productivity, eh? I’m always feeling like I’m two paces from drowning, but by and large I get enough done each month to just about keep my head over water.

One final note: I loved @miketd’s tweet a few months ago which went something like: “personal productivity blogging is as much an oxymoron as military intelligence or gay culture.”

Passive aggressive Twitter lists (this means you @eddie_grundy)

Here’s the latest in passive aggression after naming your Wifi router to send a message to your neighbours: putting people on a Twitter list that asks for refollows:

pa-tweets

I think I ended up on this list after tweeting about Brian Aldridge.

I’m still not going to follow Eddie. He might try and sell me some dodgy cider or garden paving.

PS my wifi router has my URL in it – the theory being if anyone geographically near me wants to find out how to contact me, they can use my website to find details. Half of me wonders if that might actually be a bad idea, but I can’t quite pin down why?

Last man standing

It’s now public knowledge that Barry Horne will be joining Sally Anne Johnson as both shake the dust of Nottingham City Council off their shoes.

I have been a city councillor only six years and a bit, and in my time on the Council, we have had a small army of senior management leave the authority, not least three chief executives and one deputy CX.

Now that these two senior managers have joined the club of ex-managers, only one corporate director remains in broadly the same post he was in when I started.

Perhaps more curious: in all this time, we’ve had just one council leader.